mrg666
05-23-2007, 11:11 AM
Proudly showing off her newly leased downtown apartment to a couple of friends late one night, a drunk blonde led the way to her bedroom where there was a big brass gong hanging on the wall.
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the friend's asked.
"Issss nod a gong. Issss a talking clock" she drunkenly replied.
"A talking clock - seriously?"
"Yup." "Hmmm (hic)."
"How's it work?" the second friend asked, squinting at it.
"Just Watch" she said.
She picked up a hammer, gave the gong an 'ear-shattering bash ' and stepped back. Her three mates stood looking at one another for a moment in astounded silence.
Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed "For heaven's sake you stupid Blond Bimbo, it's ten past three in the sodding morning!!!"
"What's that big brass gong for?" one of the friend's asked.
"Issss nod a gong. Issss a talking clock" she drunkenly replied.
"A talking clock - seriously?"
"Yup." "Hmmm (hic)."
"How's it work?" the second friend asked, squinting at it.
"Just Watch" she said.
She picked up a hammer, gave the gong an 'ear-shattering bash ' and stepped back. Her three mates stood looking at one another for a moment in astounded silence.
Suddenly, a voice from the other side of the wall screamed "For heaven's sake you stupid Blond Bimbo, it's ten past three in the sodding morning!!!"